Riley

Since you've been away, we don't know what to do, but each night pray, you break some maddened stone, say it’s all you can do, no one keeps you home, sleep this time of day, hear you in the bathroom, nothing more to say, why you have to go, always playing the fool, laughing down the 'phone, the walls have turned grey, smoking's not your ruin, you've eaten all your cake, we're the ones alone, what is left for truth, fresh as April snow, you see the creep of moon.